Wednesday, July 29, 2015

camper #3

I think the best thing to say about this camper
is that she was the wackiest.

We've got mood swings galore going on with Ellie lately,
and camping was no exception.

The lows?
The panic first thing in the morning when she had to go potty exactly that minute but of course she's  just too sad to move. Every morning.
Being forced to wear coats.
Being forced to wear underwear.
Being forced to wear shoes.
Walking around the lake with very little very tired legs.
Any and every mealtime.
That time that her pants felt weird.
Forgetting to bring her cup of acorns ("my nuts!") on the walk around the lake.
Her blanket not being straight enough on her legs at bedtime.
Brushing teeth.
Having teeth at all.

The highs?
Giggles and dances walking back from the potty each and every time.
Shivering (aka "dancing" according to Ellie) in the lake for hours on end.

Cuddling with Nate and Jonah in the hammocks.
Eating licorice and fruit snacks to her heart's content.
Getting nuts to feed the squirrels from my uncle Kevin.
Catching a fish with LOTS of help.
Walking around the lake with "the very nice boy" (cousin Eli) who had yummy watermelon candy.
Playing in the dirt.

This girl. When she's happy, gosh she's adorable! 
We'll just leave it at that.


Cindy said...

I love it!
Having teeth... laughing so hard!
Three year olds are so fun, except when they're not. She and Asher would be perfect for each other

Teresa said...

Ellie is a doll...your post reminded me of this poem

There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid.